Gauss believed in the afterlife because he considered it wasteful for there not to be one. People come up with every kind of rationalization. For that belief you would have to believe in a God to begin with, because there is no injunction against nature for being wasteful. Indifferent nature has no motive. One could say God was merely a personification of indifferent nature by humans in an attempt to give it some human qualities of mercy and justice for those we love, and the power to destroy those we do not love. The destruction of one's enemies has been an important role for God throughout history. It made him a star.
I like Christmas. I even love Christmas. Jesus has a lot more to recommend him than Mohammed. Our modern vision of Christmas was created by Johnny Marks and Montgomery Wards, but still I like it. It is a beautiful fairytale. The core of it could even be true.
From one point of view modern Christmas is an ugly capitalist scheme to get people into stores. A pretty package for greed. On the other hand it is a beautiful tradition filled with merriment and good cheer.
I feel sorry for kids today that they cannot experience Christmas the way kids fifty years ago did. Most of the charm is now gone from the tradition. I see kids, I am with them, I know it is not the same for them now. Parents and grandparents try to keep the tradition alive as they knew it, but it is a losing battle against multi-cultural political correctness instituted by an army of diverse activists whose ridiculous college educations prepared them for nothing else. They majored in baloney like "public policy" and "gender studies," then they were loosed upon society. Since they now know nothing useful, they become activists, they start a board, a foundation, an institute. The world, especially our country, is so filled with useless activists I am confident I could find someone advocating for people with two rectums, if I tried hard enough. The toilets we use show how little we care after all.
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The rest of this post was so controversial I decided not to publish it during Christmas season. There is still enough to gnaw on.

